Afterhours22
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About 20 years ago, I dated a girl nearly half my age for a short time. She had just turned 18 and I was 35. I worked for a security company for a concert venue and she had just started working one of the vendor booths. I could tell she liked me right away but given our age differences, I was not going to say anything in fear that I may have misread her. I could not have been more wrong and was blown away by how forward she was in finally coming out and saying that she thought I was hot and wanted to fuck me.
Yeah, completely floored to say the least. Well that was the start of a year long very intense, passionate relationship that seemed to be going a lot farther than I had expected. We confessed our love and I was considering asking her to marry me. Well then everything came crashing down. I found out, that she was fucking a couple of other guys from work and one guy from one of the local police departments. I was heartbroken.
It ended badly and I packed up and moved out of town. Several years later, her and I reconnected on Facebook when it came to be popular, and we became friends again. She confessed that she regretted ever doing what she did, knowing I was the good guy that she let get away. Both of us were in stale relationships at the time and never really met another like each other, but living across the country like we did and the job commitments that we had, prevented any chance of moving near each other.
Long story short, after all these years of being the best of friends online, I found out today that she passed away a few nights ago from a brain aneurysm. I can't help but feel that crushing heartache of losing her once more.


Yeah, completely floored to say the least. Well that was the start of a year long very intense, passionate relationship that seemed to be going a lot farther than I had expected. We confessed our love and I was considering asking her to marry me. Well then everything came crashing down. I found out, that she was fucking a couple of other guys from work and one guy from one of the local police departments. I was heartbroken.
It ended badly and I packed up and moved out of town. Several years later, her and I reconnected on Facebook when it came to be popular, and we became friends again. She confessed that she regretted ever doing what she did, knowing I was the good guy that she let get away. Both of us were in stale relationships at the time and never really met another like each other, but living across the country like we did and the job commitments that we had, prevented any chance of moving near each other.
Long story short, after all these years of being the best of friends online, I found out today that she passed away a few nights ago from a brain aneurysm. I can't help but feel that crushing heartache of losing her once more.
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